I love how you got mad that I didn't come to bed last
night,...
Then how you almost cried in my arms,...
And I held you like a child,...
I love how you tell me "you know you can tell me
anything",...
And how you want me to look at you when tears roll
down my cheeks,...
I love how you'd unknowingly stop snoaring as soon as
I stroke your cheek,...
I even love how you'd selfishly ask me for a massage
even when you know am tired,...
I love your obssession with your sports while I
await,...
Enjoying a good book!
I love how you'd ask about my breakouts,...
Then lean to kiss me,...
Desire me,...
I love so many things in such a short time,...
But not everything you love is always good for you.